Pastor's Tantra

The kidnapping and disappearance of Aivas Moriarty should be the biggest news in Glass Island recently.

And this news is still a series - first he made several headlines for breaking the conspiracy of the Noble Red Society, and finally he was awarded the Order of the Holy Sword for his great achievements.

As a result, not even a week later, people from the Noble Red Society rushed into the school and were arrested.

"Judging from the traces of the battle, Aiwass put up a very fierce resistance. He even knocked down many extraordinary beings who were far stronger than himself... but unfortunately he was still outnumbered. Haina, I remember the relationship between Aiwass and you. That’s good, right?”

"Huh? Ah..."

Haina was a little distracted as she listened to her roommates chatting about the recent news: "Yes."

She was thinking about something.

Is Aiwas okay now?

In other words, is the current disappearance... part of Aiwass' plan?

Aiwass had mentioned to her before that he might have to fake his death like Sherlock. But now something really happened to him, Haina couldn't help but think again... Did the "suspended death" that Aiwas said refer to this time?

She was a little flustered.

What if Aiwass' plan fails?

The fake death he was talking about was not this time, but what to do in the future? That is to say, he was indeed suddenly attacked and captured this time. Is this possible?

"What is the purpose of the Noble Red Society in capturing Aiwass? Is it to torture him?"

"Indeed, this is not very reasonable. If it is for revenge, they should kill Aiwass directly, right? It is difficult for them to escape with a big living person."

"Isn't it to torture him? Maybe Aiwass knew some secret, so he had to be captured alive."

"Then there's no need to rush into the school and kidnap him, right? Our school is the territory of Principal Meg... Even though she's usually not here, she will definitely be angry after this incident."

"I think you might want to exchange hostages?"

"It's possible. But wouldn't those people from the Noble Red Society be hanged if caught?"

“Maybe there are still people alive.

"It's impossible. If there were people alive, the newspapers would have reported it as soon as possible to put pressure on them."

"Could it be that Aiwass was exchanged for a list of traitors? That's what's written in novels, right?"

Haina's roommates gathered in a group and chatted about this matter.

Thanks to Aiwass too.

Originally, many people on Glass Island did not know the Noble Red Society at all. Maybe more people know about it in rural areas, but demonologists rarely appear in big cities - there are too many highly educated inspectors and priests, and traces of rituals and demons can easily be found.

But thanks to several front-page headlines made by Aiwass, people quickly paid attention to this group of demonologists. After the news of the Glass Steps newspaper was published, other newspapers, in order to pursue hot topics, would interview some senior supervisors or bishops to inquire about demonologists and the Noble Red, and then send them out to explain the "Noble Red Society" What have you done?"

"What do you think, Haina?"

Haina suddenly felt someone touching her and asked, "Does the Supervision Bureau have any internal information?"

But this sentence broke Haina's thinking and hesitation.

She decided not to hesitate anymore, stood up from the bed, put on her coat and rushed out: "I don't know, I'll go out for a while, and you guys can talk -"

Watching Haina leave, the dormitory was silent for a while.

Her roommate who often went to the "Old Captain Bar" to catch men sighed: "It seems that Haina really cares about Aiwass."

"She won't like Aiwass, right?"

Another person suggested a possibility.

"Who doesn't like Aiwass? He's handsome, gentle, and his last name is Moriarty."

The other person retorted.

So a few people who were not in class gathered together again and started chatting, this time they started talking about Haina.

As for Haina, she originally wanted to find Meg to learn from the minister. But she didn't know where the other party was, so she ran around and looked for him without success, then turned to look for Sherlock.

With his wisdom, he can definitely know what's going on with Aiwass!

She first ran to Mrs. Mina's fortune telling shop, trying to get in through the back door. But unexpectedly found that they didn't open the door.

Then Haina's heart suddenly thumped.

She ran nervously to the front door and knocked on it.

It was Mrs. Mina who opened the door.

"Oh, it's Haina."

Mina already knew each other and said with a smile: "Are you here so early today?"

Because both Bishop Mathers and Mrs. Mina have a lot of secrets, and they don't like to order people around.

So they don't like to hire servants, not even housekeepers.

For a big shot who can enter the Round Table Hall, this is already considered a weirdo who doesn't fit in with the crowd. But Mathers is, after all, a bishop and a spiritual councillor. So this turned into the ascetic style of "living frugally", which was highly praised by people.

Anyway, Mrs. Mina can complete ordinary housework at home, and those that are troublesome and laborious will borrow the help of servants from friends' houses.

After Sherlock lived here, Haina, who came to help Aiwass deliver information, would also come to help. Anyway, she did this kind of thing at home.

Yingjia Village is not like a glass island. There are no rules such as "things must be left to the servants, otherwise it will be unseemly", or "guests cannot move or tell the truth on the spot, but need to inform them tactfully afterwards".

Haina simply saw that there was something to do, so she went to help. She didn't have any special ideas. To put it bluntly, it was a bit leisurely and not tired. If she was tired, she wouldn't do it. She would just lie down on the bed and lie down all day.

Fortunately, the Mathers had similar views to hers, so they didn't feel offended and instead thought Haina was cute. She only came to help Aiwass and Sherlock send messages back and forth a few times, and she became a popular child.

"I'm here to see Mr. Sherlock... Has Mr. Sherlock gotten up?"

Haina asked slightly nervously.

The last time she came, it was almost ten o'clock in the morning and Sherlock was still not awake. She waited in the living room for more than an hour. After Sherlock woke up, she still remained in a dazed state, acting like an instinctive yin and yang for a long time. When Sherlock was awake, his mouth was much more poisonous than usual.

"Well, they've all finished eating and are playing chess."

Mrs. Mina replied.

...playing chess?

Mr. Sherlock and Bishop Mathers?

Haina was a little confused, but she thanked her and followed him.

Finally, he walked to the second floor, in front of Sherlock's bedroom.

She suddenly heard a familiar voice coming from inside: "General. Aren't you going to change the game? If you change to bridge, I probably won't be able to beat you... Just in time, Haina is here too. We can make a game of four Human Bureau.”

Hearing this, Haina was startled.

But she soon felt happy - just like when she was greedy and ate honey when she was a child. It feels like the whole world has become sweeter and the sun is shining.

She immediately knocked on the door and pushed it open without waiting for a response.

"You are indeed fine, Aiwass!"

In the room, I saw Aiwass, who had escaped from his wheelchair, leaning back on his seat, with his legs folded together and his left leg raised. There was a confident smile on his face.

That was a completely different temperament from the sweet and gentle temperament Aiwass had when he was sitting in a wheelchair.

He was bathed in the golden morning sunlight, with red butterflies flying around his fingertips.

Only after getting out of the wheelchair and sitting on a seat of the same height did Haina realize that Aiwass and Sherlock were almost the same height. But at this moment Aiwass seemed taller.

Opposite him, Sherlock was frowning, with his arms on his knees and his hands on his chin, looking at the chess game and thinking about something.

Lily sat next to Aiwass, close to him. She also had a smile on her lips at the moment, and she was the first to raise her head and look at Haina.

Sherlock ignored her.

He just looked at the chessboard intently and murmured in a low voice: "It's really tricky. I was still in an advantage at the beginning, but when did it suddenly become worse..."

He thought for a long time before finally moving another chess piece: "Although I have lost, I still want to finish the game."

And Aiwass smiled and said: "Because you don't understand a principle, Sherlock. Playing chess is not a purely logical game, it is related to psychological games. From this perspective, the threat is always more powerful than taking the piece... Because I don't There is no choice for you to deal with the situation that has been created, but to use expected pressure to increase your thinking and psychological pressure.

"Use a defensive strategy to gradually weaken you, and when you are impatient, apply pressure to force you to make mistakes. The more proud a person is, the less they can allow themselves to make mistakes... and if you repeat this, your operations will gradually become deformed. Your goal will gradually change from 'to win' to 'to solve the puzzle I gave'.

"From this perspective, some plans do not need to be actually implemented. As long as the other party is aware of this possibility, the plan itself has already taken effect - its impact is the effect."

Having said that, Aiwass dropped the White Queen: "Checkmate. I have won three times in a row, Sherlock. Your desire to attack is too strong, which makes you unable to see that you are also being threatened."

"That's why I'm here."

Sherlock replied: "That makes sense."

Aiwass smiled and shook his head: "Attack does not mean advantage, and continuous attacks do not mean victory. That is when I voluntarily gave up my offensive rounds, so that you can launch attacks one after another... Some people give up because He's really weak, but some guys give up offense just to preserve mobility."

"Is it just like you choose to stay here and remain motionless?" Sherlock asked.

"right."

Aiwass picked up the white queen, sandwiched it between the index and middle fingers of his right hand, and showed it to Sherlock.

"When I jump from the chessboard, I am no longer a chess piece. Now that I can go anywhere, they have to panic. If they panic, they will make mistakes. If they make mistakes, they will die. When they die, they have to drag others into the water to be willing to do so. "

The young man with short platinum hair narrowed his eyes slightly like a fox: "Just watch, Sherlock... just watch.

"They can't stand it for long. I've already put all the pressure on them. Then it's their turn to attack."

Sherlock looked at Aiwass Moriarty in the sunshine.

For the first time, he realized that he might never really know his friend.

The first chapter of three thousand words!

Chapter 2 will be a little later. I got up late today... I guess it's two o'clock.